(Cali)
I indicated to the driver to stop. We were close, and I told him I would show up alone. At least that part of the plan I was sticking to.
I slid my sunglasses up, but my hair protested and pushed them back down. I grunted, ripping them off, ignoring the pain of the hair that came out with them, and shoved them in my pocket. The afternoon sun gave way to clouds, and I appreciated the break from the sweltering heat. I was sweating enough internally as it was.
I eased out of the car and nodded to the driver, who pulled off. Even though I knew he wouldn’t be far, my stomach did little flips. I was left on the side of a road with a thin layer of dirt covering it. We weren't far from the city, but this seemed isolated. The city loomed in the distance, but I had never felt further fro
